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Jan 2021
Sometimes, it's as if I've never awoken

from that dream where it's void of sound.

I open my mouth to scream my suffering,

yet, not a single word comes out.
Brittany Ann
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Brittany Ann  24/F/USA
(24/F/USA)   
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